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Niggas Lying Lyrics – Lil baby & Lil Durk (Prod by ATL Jacob)

Checkout Lil baby & Lil Durk new song Niggas Lying Lyrics

Lil Baby & Lil Durk new song Niggas lying is out and its lyrics are written by Lil baby & Lil Durk together. However, this song is produced by ATL Jacob.

Niggas Lying Lyrics

Yeah, shmurda
I ain’t gon’ lie, this shit be
I be on that shmurda shit, that shit over with
Like that, no auto
Gang (ATL Jacob, ATL Jacob)
Man, what?

Niggas bitches, act like they be getting switches, niggas lyin’
Hit my DM like they killers, niggas really ain’t outside
All these rappers act like killers, I be tryna bite my pride (Gang, gang)
I be cooled up and—, fuck that, ayy Zoo, post up outside (Man, what?)
Who told these niggas that they gang and they can hang? That shit be strange
I be there, then I pull off, my entourage will take your brain
We put switchеs on them glizzy’s, we ain’t evеn got no time to aim (Facts)
If you snitch on us, can’t come back ’round, we ain’t that type of gang

You got your gun and you be postin’ on the ‘Gram? (Yeah)
I can see it in your eyes, get in that jam and you gon’ tell
In these streets, you really gotta watch them niggas, that shit real
I shot dice with millionaires, so I don’t really gamble still, these niggas losing (Gang)
We gon’ pop out on our feet, who out the roof? That shit the truth
I ain’t gon’ speak on other cities, but Chiraq, that shit a zoo
Pop a pill and ride around with your killers, that’s the move
2015 killers talkin’ ’bout who they killed, that shit be new
Put your mask on (That’s facts)
This that striker shit, for sure
Put some tags on (Go do it)
If your ass got a bag, put your guys on (Put your guys on)
Brodie locked up for a body he ain’t do, he got lied on (That’s true)
Roll your blunt up (Yeah)
Ain’t no gas inside that stink, [?] stuntin’ us (Stuntin’ us)
Pop outside with two .30’s, look like nunchucks (Two .30’s, two .30’s)
Just to get inside, I’ll probably give your guns up (Yeah)
Dumb fuck (Man, what?)

Niggas bitches, act like they be getting switches, niggas lyin’
Hit my DM like they killers, niggas really ain’t outside
All these rappers act like killers, I be tryna bite my pride (Gang, gang)
I be cooled up and—, fuck that, ayy Zoo, post up outside (Man, what?)
Who told these niggas that they gang and they can hang? That shit be strange
I be there, then I pull off, my entourage will take your brain
We put switches on them glizzy’s, we ain’t even got no time to aim (Facts)
If you snitch on us, can’t come back ’round, we ain’t that type of gang

I never fuck with no one of y’all, don’t put that on my name
You ain’t leech, you did a little fraud and went and bought a chain
I’ma stick out like a sore thumb, ain’t none of us the same
I came up inside a dog house, my mom gave me the game
I boss everyone up around me, how the fuck y’all gon’ complain?
Know my opps never gon’ catch me, I ride in bullet proof Range
I’m a real big dawg, gon’ squash beef, my apartments go crazy
It’s just somethin’ ’bout that chopstick when that frying pan get shady
I was just dead broke, seem like yesterday, now I’m thankin’ God that I made it
Fuck all these fake bitches and clout chasers, don’t know of y’all know Baby
I’m being calm now, when that time come, I swear I’m playin’ straight crazy
I’m at the top spot, they gotta pay me
Y’all know niggas move out my way

Niggas bitches, act like they be getting switches, niggas lyin’
Hit my DM like they killers, niggas really ain’t outside
All these rappers act like killers, I be tryna bite my pride (Gang, gang)
I be cooled up and—, fuck that, ayy Zoo, post up outside (Man, what?)
Who told these niggas that they gang and they can hang? That shit be strange
I be there, then I pull off, my entourage will take your brain
We put switches on them glizzy’s, we ain’t even got no time to aim (Facts)
If you snitch on us, can’t come back ’round, we ain’t that type of gang

Song Credits –

Song – Niggas Lyin
Singer/Lyricists – Lil Baby & Lil Durk
Producer – ATL Jacob
Album – The Voice of the Heroes

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